Wanting Santana Chapter 1: What's Your Name, a glee fanfic

Wanting Santana

Chapter 1: What's Your Name?

Your name? Elisabeth Martin. Your nickname? Liz. Your age? 18. Your family? Your mother is Olivia, your father is Jacob. You have a brother, Ray and he is 6. You have just moved to Lima because your mother finally got a job but your father still doesn't have a job. But he's looking so that's something. You came out as a lesbian when you were 15. Your father is fine with it, but Olivia still has trouble excepting it. You have short, brown hair that doesn't scream lesbian but does give a hint that you are not very straight. You like to wear shirts but they have to be bright colored so you don't look too butch. You have bright blue eyes which make you even more charming than you already are because, you've got game. Your dream? Become a music teacher. You don't want to sing professionally, you don't think that you are good enough but you do enjoy it and think it would be great to teach.

Today is your first day at school, its November and quite chilly. You open the door of the McKinley High School and walk through the hallways, looking for your locker. When you finally see your number, you smile and walk over. You open your locker and unload your heavy backpack. You are slightly annoyed when someone pushes you, to get to their locker. You look to your side and see a cheerleader standing next to you. She has dark hair and a brown skin. She looks like she is untouchable. Your heart begins to beat faster without reason. You swallow, figuring you should at least say hi. "Hey." You quietly say.

The girl turns her head and looks at you with one eyebrow raised. "Why are you talking to me, Rainbow?" She asks you, unkindly. You can't help but look at her with an amused smile on your face, regaining your usual confidence. Yes, you kinda look like a rainbow. You are wearing a green shirt; light blue jeans, yellow and green sneakers and the edge of your pink socks are visible.

"I like that nickname although I prefer Liz." You say and the cheerleader raises her eyebrows. She doesn't respond. "What's your name?" You ask her.

"Okay, listen; this is how it goes here, Newbie: you are not allowed to look at me or talk to me because I don't talk to losers." She tells you but you just smile. For some reason, she doesn't scare you. She looks slightly puzzled that you don't get scared.

"I'll find out what's your name." You say and with that, you close your locker and walk to your first class.

That is how the next few weeks go; you and the beautiful cheerleader talk briefly every day. You try to find out what's her name, and she is rude and tells you to back off. She has given you various nicknames: Rainbow, Colorz and FashionDisaster. Even though she is always saying you should get lost, you never do. Although the girl says you annoy her, she is never as mean to you as she is to other people and sometimes, she gives you a small smile and that one time, you heard her whisper cute when she walked away after you tried to get her name once again. So, you think that maybe, just maybe you have a little chance with the dark haired girl. You are totally hooked on her and the Latina has totally colonized your thoughts. You want to get closer to her, but you don't know how. Then, the solution is presented to you. You overhear a conversation between the mysterious girl and her best friend about Glee club. It's just perfect! You love singing and dancing and you want to become closer to the Latina. That is when you decide that you'll join New Directions…

You walk into the choir room of the school. The people who are talking in the room stop and look at you. You give them a little smile and then, a teacher walks up to you.

"Oh, hi, you must be Elizabeth." He says and smiles a friendly smile at you. You grin back.

"Yes, I am but I prefer to be called Liz." You say and the teacher smiles at you.

"Off course, I'm Mr. Shuester." He says. "Because you are new, I think you should perform a song, to show what you can do."

"Sure." You answer and turn to the band. You whisper what you want to preform and then take place in the middle of the room. You look at all the members and your eyes settle on the beautiful girl whose locker is next to yours. She is glaring at you and you just wink at her. The smooth music of Luther Vandross' Can I Take You out Tonight begins to fill the room.

"Yeah, yeah
Here it is
She caught me by surprised I must say
Cause I never had seen such a pretty face"

You take a few steps forward, closer to the Latina.

"With such a warm and beautiful smile"

You give her a small wink and you can swear you saw a little bit of a blush on those cheeks.

"It wasn't hard for me to notice her style
I was fascinated surely
she took my heart and held it for me
I wouldn't let her get away
not until she heard me say."

You sit down on the chair next to the girl with style and casually lay your arm around the back of the cheerleader's chair. You grin at the girl who is still refuses to look at you.

"Excuse me, Miss
But what's your name?
Where are you from and can I come?
And possibly can I take you out tonight?
To a movie, to the park
I'll have you home before it's dark
so let me know, can I take you out tonight?"

When she doesn't look to you, you jump to your feet and stand in front of her; she looks to the side, trying to avoid your eyes.

"Don't care if I get rejected
At least then I won't regret it
Regret the fact I missed the chance for romance
At least I'll walk away knowing
I tried my best and I'm going on with my day
Cause at least she heard me say
I'm going on with my day
Cause at least she heard me say

Excuse me miss
But what's your name?
Where are you from and can I come?
And possibly can I take you out tonight?
To a movie, to the park
I'll have you home before it's dark
so let me know, can I take you out tonight?

Huh, that's why I had to come over
And introduce myself to you
Cause you never know where you're gonna find love
And hopefully I found it in you, yeah

The song ends and the glee club applauds.

"That was good, Liz, I think I speak for everyone when I say that you can join." Mr. Shuester says. You beam.

"Great!" You say and with a smile on your face you sit down next to your dream girl. You look at her and sigh. "Come on; just tell me your name." You whisper to her while Mr. Shuester is saying something about the assignment for this week.

She sighs and turns to you, acting annoyed but you can see a spark of something else in her eyes, she seems happy that someone sung to her. "If I do, will you leave me alone?" She asks and you grin.

"No, probably not." You tell her. The girl bites her lip, trying to suppress a smile but you can still catch a glimpse. "Come on, just tell me." You say.

The girl sighs. "Fine, my name is Santana. Santana Lopez."

You grin, pride written all over your face. "That's a beautiful name," You say. "Santana." You repeat slowly. "I like it."

"Whatever." Santana says, rolling her eyes. You sit back in your chair, deciding to leave Santana alone for now but tomorrow, you will try to get a bit closer. Your plan? First, you become friends and then, you'll ask her out… eventually.

The Next Day…

You lean against your locker, waiting for Santana. You are surprised when someone else leans against the locker. It's a boy; he is about your age and has green eyes. His black hair is messy. He has a mockingly smile on his face.

"So, you're a dyke, huh?" He asks you and you raise your eyebrows.

"That's none of your business." You tell him.

He laughs. "So, it's true? You are a lesbo."

You sigh and look at him. "Yes, I'm gay. Can you please leave me alone now?"

"Don't you want to be cured, doll? I'm pretty good at that." He says and lays his hand on your cheek. You push him away.

"Don't touch me, asshole." You say and he smiles seductively. It makes you want to puke.

"I know you want it, baby girl." He says and tries to put his hand on your hip. Before you can say something, someone grabs him by his messy hair and tugs at it, making him yelp in pain and his hands finally leave your hips.

"Get your hands off her." You are surprised when you see its Santana. She lets go of him and he looks kind of scared. Without saying anything he walks away. Santana turns to me. "You okay?" She asks.

You are still kind of shocked that she stood up for you. "Y… yeah." You answer. "Why did you do that?" You ask, hope in your voice.

"Don't get your hopes up, Colorz, I am not interested in you. I know that dude, he never knows when to leave a girl alone and well, I just can't stand him so this was the chance to humiliate him." She explained. "Now, I've talked to you too much so I'm gonna go." She says before walking away. You are left there, smiling from ear to ear.

You know that she likes you, even if she doesn't admit it. It's clear. She would never do that, except for Brittany and maybe Quinn, if the blonde was lucky. You have had enough time to observe the Latina and her friends to know that.